The soul spirit spreads, and the demonic spirit soars to the sky.

The gloomy sand, the heavenly demons are terrifying. Outside Hanji Town, a radius of seven thousand miles, black fog is like a tide, and gray smoke is like a curtain.

Wenqu Xingjun urged the netherworld sand table in his hand, rolled up an endless storm, and circled up like a sheep's horn. The general of the Great Murong Dynasty, Zhan Yun, the soul horse and silver armor, actually rushed to kill left and right with his mortal body.

Heavenly Spirit Realm, Eight Heavenly Demons. Outside Hanji Town, the eight ancient demon generals, each standing in the direction, held their positions, but did not attack, but just held steadily, so that those black fogs could not advance an inch.

The two peerless arrays were lined up, entangled and fighting, and for a while, they were even up and down, holding each other.

This corner of the Northern Continent of Blood, the fighting spirit is pervasive, and I don't know how many thousands of miles of radiation it has. That is the murderous aura in the corner of the Blood South Continent, far away. Millions of ancient heavenly soldiers, such as Xuantian, Hatless Valley, and Shura Palace, are also in the midst of fierce battles.

Looking down at the starry sky, if the blood moon is a desert sea, then the murderous aura at the south and north ends is like two wolf smokes.

...............

Seven stars with the moon!

The most magical star is naturally the Cloud Continent. The Continent of Clouds, on the Blood Moon Continent, is thousands of miles in the sky. Named because it resembles a cloud, it is also the most beautiful of the seven stars of Shura.

The fairy clouds are endless, and the green fields are in the sky. The purple mountains are undulating, and the blue lakes are flat. The beauty of Shura is all in the Cloud Continent, which can be described as a fairyland of the Demon Continent.

And the monks on the Cloud Continent are almost all the leaders of the Shura Realm.

For example, Ye Xingbai, the master of the Broken Heaven Ink Turtle Pavilion with absolute defense, was the famous Muyun Mountain Villa from the Cloud Continent.

At this time, the depths of the green mountains of the Cloud Continent. Under a few towering ancient pines, an ancient temple is hidden. The ancient temple was small and quite dilapidated. Even the gray courtyard walls have collapsed a little.

In the ancient temple, there was silence, and several Buddha statues, the paint peeled off, and they were all covered with dust. The corners of the eaves are connected by cobwebs. Dirt is dark. It seems, this small temple, how many years. No one cleaned up, no one worshipped the Buddha.

However, if you are a major cultivator, your consciousness is swept away. You will find those Buddha statues. Each look is compassionate, with Buddha in his eyes, and there is a faint Buddha light on his body.

Whether there is dust or not, does not hinder the Buddha's heart. Those who are deeply familiar with Buddhism naturally understand a qiē. In the ancient temple, there must be a true Buddha.

Sure enough, an old monk in a gray robe was closing his eyes. Sit cross-legged on the ancient temple. The gray monk's robe was already covered with dust. Even the eyebrows and hairtips of the old monk are like this.

I don't know how many years the old monk hasn't moved.

In the Blood Moon Continent, two clouds of wolf smoke rose up. Finally, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, but it was full of endless compassion.

"Since the Buddha lives all sentient beings, why should he regenerate wolf smoke?" the old monk looked at him with a sad face, and then folded his hands. Immediately, the old monk Zhou's body was magnified with light and holy air, making the entire small temple like a Buddha world.

The realm of the old monk is completely incomprehensible, because the power of the Buddha's benevolence completely covers a qiē. Within the Three Realms, if there is a Buddha, there must be a place for this old monk.

"What is life, what is death, what is death? Illuminating the Three Realms of Eternity is not as good as a thought in the heart of the Buddha. All living beings are suffering, why can't you see through it?" the old monk let out a long sigh, and then rose up.

It was a Buddha, covered with dust, turned into thousands of golden mangs, and gently shook it off.

"Amitabha—"

The gray-clothed old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and then took a slight step, and it had disappeared.

And with the disappearance of the gray-clothed old monk, the antique small temple began to collapse instantly, with smoke rising everywhere and endless Buddha dust. It turned out that it was an ancient temple that should have dissipated a long time ago, but it was only because of the old monk's practice that it has been maintained to this day.

Goodbye, the smoke and dust gradually dissolved, and it turned out to be two huge ancient seals - Heavenly Punishment.

Then, the mountain breeze blew and disappeared in an instant. There is no trace of the Buddha, don't ask to come and go!

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Blood Moon, in Hanji Town, many great powers, have already sensed the two battles outside the town. On the long cross street, there are few ancient houses, and naturally there are old Tang Ji shops and hotels.

In the inn, the black gauze woman stood far away.

The Netherworld Sand Formation, she naturally knew it. At this time, the Netherworld Reincarnation Bead in her hand was infected by the Netherworld Qi, and it was already gray and shining.

The ghost coffin hangs in the sky, causing a qiē, and everyone in the town is said to have come for the ghost coffin. However, the black veil girl was unmoved, because that was not what she wanted.

"Amu!" the black gauze girl bit her lower lip and whispered to herself, "If you don't die, you will definitely come!" It's just that the black gauze girl's tone is special, not very firm, and even a little pleading.

Perhaps, Amu is not dead, which is what the black gauze girl really wants. Because, people often refuse to face their sincerity.

The changes outside the town naturally stimulated the hearts of many monks in the town, and it also reached a node.

At this time, the atmosphere in the void was gradually changing, and the orientation and angle of those heavenly immortals standing seemed to have changed subtly.

The ghost body Shen Ming and the Heavenly Demon White Tiger are relatively close to Guo Jia and the Blood Soul Guard. Killing gods and killing immortals in vain is closer to the side of Drunken Demon Luo. In the blink of an eye, this may be a hint.

On the battlefield, there are no eternal enemies, no permanent friends, only interests.

"Killing God, if you are conscious, can you listen to me!" Lu Cun Xingjun, the second shopkeeper of the drunken demon Luo, had a habitual merchant smile on his face, his lips moved, and he secretly transmitted his voice.

"Of course I'm sober! No matter what form it takes, it's my desire for blood. The almost completely alienated killing god actually came back with a clear answer, and his tone was arrogant, still with disdain.

"Oh?" Before he went berserk, he was still sober, and Lu Cun Xingjun was really a little shocked, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

However, Lu Cun Xingjun's lips still moved: "In this case, let's cooperate for the time being to repel the strong enemy." Then, each according to his ability, fight for the ghost coffin, otherwise for a while, the night will be long and dreamy. If there really is a Shura Yuan Immortal here, we will all be empty of bamboo baskets!!"

"Yes, deal!" Although the killing god was arrogant and even seemed irritable, he was not stupid. Today's shape shì, Lu Cun Xingjun's mention yì, he has no reason to refuse.

All people are enemies. Kill one less and one less, and finally fight to the death, each with its own destiny.

"Do it!" Lu Cun Xingjun. Not much, and suddenly burst into a loud snort. He understands that at this moment, everyone has no choice.

Goodbye, kill the Immortal Palace, Drunken Demon Luo, and the two forces shot at the same time. Bai killed the Heavenly Immortals, Lu Cun Xingjun, and went straight to Guo Jia and the Blood Soul Guard. Greedy Wolf Star Monarch, as soon as the gray robe was displayed, he went straight to the Heavenly Demon White Tiger.

Celestial Monk. There are no laymen, they are all people with clear minds, and they all have a nameless tacit understanding with each other.

Shen Ming and Guo Jia on the side. There seems to be no communication. But the shape in front of me speaks for itself.

"Second Miss, be careful!" Guo Jia only said one sentence. However, this sentence is enough to make Shen Ming understand. The relationship between Shen Ming and the Shura Palace is far more stable than the combination of the interests of the Immortal Killing Hall and the Drunken Demon Luo.

Although they will also fight for the ghost coffin, the storage of Shura purple clothes and Shen Yan is enough to ensure their cooperation. Shen Ming has been in Hanji Town for more than 500 years, with the strength of Shura Palace. Naturally, Shen Ming's identity was found.

Shura Ziyi's sister in her previous life, Shura Palace is naturally in awe.

At this time. From the point of view of pure power comparison, the Immortal Killing Hall and the Drunken Demon Luo are not superior. However, the four of them were just looking for a hint of war.

Because, breaking the army, killing the gods, comprehending the gods, and pounced on Shen Ming at the same time. Now, among the people present, the highest cultivation is Shen Ming, the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold Dà Perfection, which is the top existence in the Shura Realm, and she is a ghost body.

The ghost body and the ghost coffin will definitely resonate, if Shen Ming controls the ghost coffin, I am afraid it will be invincible. Breaking the army and killing the gods know the reason, so naturally they will not give her such an opportunity.

The Taihuang Broken Army Heavenly Immortal Ninefold is only one line away from Shen Ming. The alien killed the god, and only then fought with Shen Ming, and they were evenly divided, and they did not fall behind.

Now, two people are shooting at the same time, this is the rhythm of killing Shen Ming.

"Amu's sister, Shen Yan's sister!" A hint of coldness flashed in the black gauze girl's eyes, and she couldn't help but tighten the Netherworld Reincarnation Bead in her hand.

Netherworld reincarnation beads, a total of one hundred and eight, gray rays surge, like a water bloom. Legend has it that in each gray bead, there is a netherworld ancient soul sealed.

"Brother, I'll listen to you once!" The black gauze girl looked at Shen Ming with a complicated expression, and said softly, but finally did not make a move.

Goodbye to the void, the black robe of the broken army is drumming, and he still punches.

Breaking the Army God Fist was obtained from the Cruel Heavenly Ancient Scroll, which was the immortal method recorded by the Demon Venerable from hatred back then, and the power was so strong that it was indescribable. Otherwise, how could the broken army escape from the Valley of Ten Thousand Desolations back then?

Now with the realm of the Nine Realms of Heavenly Immortals, the power of the Demon Venerable Immortal Technique is enough to open the sky.

Alien kills gods, humans and beasts are combined, no one can tell the bottom line of his combat power, where is it.

Two people, two forces, each sent out, but it came together. In the void, the power of black and red swept everything, and in an instant, it turned into a winding river, rushing down.

That feeling is like being in the void, recreating Lethe. It's just that the black waves, surging endlessly, are more like the black water of the sea.

Endless coercion, the void is shattering, it is absolutely incomparable power. Hanji Town, the last few ancient mansions, I'm afraid they will be lost.

Tang Nu made a seal in his hand, and he actually cut off the dragon saliva and sacrificed it in the void in case of emergency.

The ghost body was silent, standing in the void, but it did not flinch. The black and white ghost pupils suddenly shone brightly. Dressed in red, hunting in the wind. Shen Ming is just like the red dancing butterfly in the night.

Goodbye, Shen Ming's ten fingers crossed, and the seal on his chest. The power of the Heavenly Immortals was dispersed in an instant.

Under Shen Ming's feet, there were rounds of rippling water waves. The water waves, clear as blue, ripples layer by layer, like a wheel spreading, like a dream.

The reflection of the water color, Shen Ming's stunning face, is clearly visible.

The good is like water, and it benefits all things without fighting. However, at this time, the water waves under Shen Ming's feet, although silent, seemed to be slow and fast, extremely fast, if it was thunder.

The technique of Shen Ming is the most authentic Heavenly Demon Immortal Technique of the Supreme Water Charm of the Ancient Water Tribe!

"The water is immeasurable?" In the bluestone house, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the mind of the sick boy, but it was instantly annihilated. That memory, the sick boy can't remember.

At the same time, in the void, the black river and Shen Ming's Heavenly Demon Immortal Technique had already collided.

Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom

The water waves were agitated, the void was shattered, and it was the ghost coffin hanging high in the sky, all of which were shocked. So, what kind of power is that?

With Hanji Town as the center, the air waves spread out like a storm. Thousands of miles in circumference, all razed to the ground. If it weren't for the ghost coffin, which imprisoned part of the power, and the two large arrays on the periphery, I am afraid that the impact would be even greater.

The entire Hanji Town, naturally, no longer exists. Tang Ji's old shop, inn, and the ancient mansion where Murong Huang was located were all reduced to rubble.

However, only the bluestone house in the southeast corner of the town remained unmoved.

Goodbye to the void, all the fighters suddenly separated, each protecting himself. Breaking the army, killing the gods, and suddenly retreating backwards. And Shen Ming flew out directly.

With one enemy and two enemies, Shen Ming underestimated the strength of the other party, and naturally fell behind. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Po Jun's mouth, and the blood mist of killing gods dimmed.

"Wow-wow-" Shen Ming directly spurted blood from his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Kill—"

"Extinguish-roar-"

Breaking the army and killing the gods, almost at the same time, seized this opportunity, moved his body, and then ran to Shen Ming. The battle of the strong is in an instant, and it is less than a breath before and after.

Shen Ming's qi and blood were churning, and a breath of immortal qi was not smooth. Flick your fingers, in an instant! Breaking the army and killing the gods have come closer.

"Master-sister-" Shen Ming's heart darkened, and he was already desperate. Even, at that moment, the imprint on the heart of Shen Ming's eyebrows fell a tear.

If she died, Yu'er would naturally be even more unwilling than Shen Ming, because she hadn't looked at her father and brother yet.

One death, two hearts in pain, what a sorrow?

However, at this moment, a heavenly light in the void suddenly brightened, like a ray of salvation.

"Her blood needs her life to pay for it!"

The voice was cold and piercing, like it came from an ice cave that would never melt through the ages.

Murong Huang, when the black gauze girl heard this, her face changed suddenly. Because, for them, that voice felt like it came from another world. (To be continued......)